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I'm sure. |
He's a very private person, actually. |
Yeah he doesn't happen to know that we went together, does he? |
Well no. It never came up. |
You going to tell him? |
What for? Honey, I'll see you later. |
Shut up, it's all right. Do you want a drink? |
No, thanks. |
Well, I do. |
Where do you want to do this? |
Probably the bathroom. |
Can't you do it out here? |
Well, what do you think? |
I'd cut it... |
You would? |
Yeah, I think so... |
You don't seem very sure. |
No, I'm sure. |
Okay... but I want you to know one thing. I've got to look great tonight, I mean I have to look great, okay? |
Okay. |
Jill's coming with us. |
Great. |
She's incredible... She loves you, George. |
Yeah... I mean great. |
... I don't get it done often. |
Whew. |
What's wrong? |
It's hot in here. |
It's the sauna, I keep the sauna on and it makes the whole bathroom hot. |
Yeah... wow. |
Not too much, don't cut too much. |
Jackie, would you argue with your doctor. |
The shrink? Many times. |
Bernstein... seemed to think I hated men. |
Do you? You still see him? |
No. |
Why not? |
Why not? |
... he tried to... uh... make it with me. |
And? |
And what? |
Did you? |
It was after you, baby. After you. |
Boy, that sauna is really... can't you turn it down or something? |
No... Lester likes it on all the time in case he wants to use it. |
Anyway, he offered me a silver cloud. At least he should give me a Ferrari and pay off my house and give me a nine carat ring or something... |
Did Lester know about him? |
There was nothing to know. Anyway... if I can't have love I have to at least have money. I have to have some pride I can do something. |
George... |
I just have to do one little thing. |
If you screw me up for tonight, I'll kill you, I swear to God, I'll kill you. |
I won't screw you up. |
George... how about Felicia? |
What? |
Did you? |
Did I what? |
You know what I'm talking about. |
Hey, I don't tell. |
Can I count on that? I just want to see Lester with me and that cunt in the same room tonight. |
Yeah? |
Well, did you or didn't you? |
Now, baby... if I told you about her... then you couldn't count on me not telling anymore... could you? |
You did, didn't you? |
Baby... |
You did, I know you did. |
One of my few virtues is discretion. |
You just can't stand to miss one of them, can you? |
George... |
Yeah, baby... |
You're a genius. |
No! Don't! Please! |
I don't want to... I swear... |
It'll ruin everything. |
I know... you don't know, I know. |
Don't, don't, don't... |
Sit down. |
What are you talking about? |
Sit down! |
Look, either come in or stay out! |
Shut the door, Lester. What do you think this is, a picnic? |
you'll be the prettiest thing in the room light's green... |
oh yeah... what do you know about this guy? |
what guy? |
this guy with Jill. |
He's a director. |
Jesus Christ, there's Norma Stern. Look at her hair. |
What about it? |
Looks like somebody took a dump in it, that's the worst color job I've |
We're upstairs, George. Now come on. Behave yourself, and for Christ's sake, do me a favor. Don't let me drink too much. |
You don't do that anymore, do you? |
Don't do it. |
That son of a bitch, everything he says is a phony piece of shit, what does he think, I'm some cigar butt he's got between his teeth |
C'mon, cunt, you're going for a walk. |
He just completely ignores me. He could have at least said something, introduced me or something. |
Sweetheart, you're drunk. |
Just get me out of here, baby. I can't stand it. It's killing me. |
we can't now. |
why not? C'mon, take me out of here, somewhere I don't have to lie to anybody and I'll fuck your brains out, you little fiend, I adore you |
don't you want to |
Jackie, can we |
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